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Subject: {ASSM} Close to Home Chapter 5 (ff, first, rom, con)
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My throat tightened as I sat down and looked at Mom
and Dad.  They were both smiling and talking to Jen's
parents about their work.  Jen sat next to me and we
shared a nervous glance.

"We're having beef tips on noodles," Mrs. Harris said
as she picked up a dish and passed it to my dad.  "I
hope you like it, Cindy."

I nodded and waited for the bowl of noodles to be
passed to me.  After placing some of the noodles on my
plate, I passed it to Jen.  We all filled our plates
and began to eat.  My mom and Mrs. Harris talked about
recipes while Dad and Mr. Harris talked about golf.
Jen and I sat quietly, listening to them.

Jen pressed her leg against mine and moved it,
rubbing me gently.  I glanced at her and we shared a
brief smile.  I was scared to death and could hardly
eat.  My mind was filled with different scenarios as I
wondered what our parents wanted to talk to Jen and me
about.  As I pushed my food around my plate, Jen's mom
smiled at me.

"Don't you like the food, Cindy?" Mrs. Harris asked me.

"It's good, I guess I'm not really hungry," I told her.

"You should eat, Cindy," Mom said.

I nodded and took a bite of my food.  I was still
feeling scared and wondered if Jen felt the same way.

"We're having a party next Saturday," Mrs. Harris
said.  "I hope you and your family will join us, Cindy."

I felt Mom and Dad already knew about the party, but
I looked at Mrs. Harris and replied, "I'll be here for
sure, thanks for inviting us."

"We'll all be here," Mom said, smiling at me.

Once we finished eating, Dad and Mr. Harris went to
the family room to have their coffee.  Mom and Mrs.
Harris got up and began clearing the table.  Jen and I
helped, carrying the dishes from the dinning room to
the kitchen.  Mom and Mrs. Harris began rinsing the
dishes and putting the food away while Jen and I
watched.

"Do you want Cindy and me to do that, Mom?" Jen asked.

"We've got it, Honey, why don't you and Cindy sit at
the counter.  We'll be finished in a jiffy," Mrs.
Harris said.

Jen and I sat on stools at the counter and watched
our moms working at the sink.  I felt Jen's hand on my
knee and glanced at her when she squeezed me.  She
mouthed, "I love you," and then winked.  Jen slid her
hand up my leg and I shuddered at her soft touch.

When she licked her lips and moved her hand higher on
my thigh, I automatically opened my legs for Jen.  Her
hand bumped my crotch and then she removed it and
grinned at me.

"Okay, we're finished," Mrs. Harris said as she dried
her hands on a small towel.  She turned to Mom and
asked, "Would you like a cup of tea or a glass of
wine, Kim?"

"A glass of wine would be great, Carol, thanks," Mom
replied.

Mrs. Harris went to the kitchen door and looked into
the family room.  "Nick, would you pour a glass of
wine for Kim and me please."

Mr. Harris came into the kitchen, took a bottle of
wine out of the refrigerator and removed the cork.  He
poured the white wine into two glasses and pushed the
cork back into the bottle, leaving about half of it
exposed.

"Thank you, Honey.  You know how I hate to remove the
corks from the wine bottles, I always seem to break a
nail."  Mrs. Harris handed one of the glasses of wine
to Mom and sat down across from Jen.  My mom sat
opposite me and sipped from her glass.

After Mr. Harris left, Mrs. Harris got up and closed
the kitchen door.  She returned to her seat and took a
drink of wine.

"Jen, Cindy, I came downstairs earlier and-well, I
saw you two," Mrs. Harris said.

Jen and I looked at each other and then buried our
faces in our hands.

"I called Carol and invited her and Bob to dinner so
we could talk about what I saw," Mrs. Harris said.

"Mom, we were just..." Jen began to say, but her mom
interrupted her.

"I know what you were doing, Jenny, I watched you for
a few moments.  At first, I was really upset, but
after talking with Carol, I calmed down.  Look, girls,
Carol and I just want to know how serious it is,
that's all," Mrs. Harris said.

Mom reached across the counter, put her hand on my
arm and rubbed it.  "We're not mad at you two, at
least I'm not.  Kim and I just want to make sure you
two don't get hurt, that's all."

"Does Dad know?" I asked.

"Yes, your father and Mr. Harris both know," Mom
replied.  "The four of us had a chance to talk before
you girls came up for dinner."

"Oh my God, does daddy hate me?" Jen asked.  "Are we
going to have to move again?"

Mrs. Harris chuckled and shook her head.  "No, your
father doesn't hate you and we're not going to move,
not again."

"What did daddy say, Mom?" Jen asked, tears running
from the corners of her eyes.

"He said you should do what you feel is right, Honey.
Your father and I love you and just want you to be
happy.  If this is what you and Cindy want, we're
behind you," Mrs. Harris said.  "What do you guys want
to do?"

"I really don't know, Mrs. Harris," I said taking
Jen's hand in mine.  "The only thing I'm really sure
of is how I feel about Jen-I love her."

"I love Cindy too," Jen said and squeezed my hand.

Both Mom and Mrs. Harris smiled at Jen and me.  They
glanced at one another, took a sip of wine and chuckled.

"Are you girls going to try to hide your relationship
from your friends at school?"  Mom looked into my eyes
as she asked her question.

I looked at Jen and then at our moms.  "I don't know,
we're really not too sure what to do.  I really hate
the thought of sneaking around, if you know what I
mean, Mom.  What did you do?"

Jen and Mrs. Harris looked at my mom.  Mom chuckled
and said, "I had a girlfriend when I was about the
same age as Jen and Cindy.  We kind of went together
for almost a year and then she moved to another state."

"Did you ever have girlfriend, Mom?" Jen asked.

"No, I never did, Jenny."  Mrs. Harris smiled.

Jen giggled.  "Did you ever think about it?"

Mrs. Harris shook her head.  "I met your father in
high school and we went together until we got married."

"Did your friends know about you and your girlfriend,
Mom?" I asked.

"Some of our friends knew, but things were different
then."  Mom glanced down.  "If your grand parents
would have found out, they would probably have made me
leave home.  Carol and I both agree that we don't want
you two to have to sneak around, not if you don't want
to."

"Jenny, you know how things can turn out when they go
bad.  We don't want either of you to get hurt.  If
your friends find out, they may talk and call you two
names.  You know how hard things are for Martin.  He
has to put up with the kids calling him a fag among
other things," Mrs. Harris said.

"I know, Mom, I feel so sorry for him sometimes.
Martin is so sweet and kind-it just isn't fair," Jen
said.

"I know it's not fair, but that's how things are
sometimes.  Martin doesn't hide the fact he is gay and
he has parents that support him.  I will support you
too, Jenny."  Mrs. Harris grinned at us.

I felt remarkably relaxed talking to Mom and Mrs.
Harris.  Jen and I held hands as we talked to our
moms, not really realizing we were doing it.  When Jen
looked at me, smiled and then kissed my lips, I
returned the kiss.  Our kiss was brief, confirming our
resolve to be with each other.

"I don't want to hide the way I feel, not about Jen,"
I announced.  "If the kids at school don't like it,
too bad.  I've never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend
before and I don't what to have to conceal the way I
feel."

"Neither do I," Jen said.  "I know how it is to have
to keep things hidden and it sucks.  Besides, if you
deny it, the kids just say your doing it anyway."

"It's not the same with girls as it is with boys,"
Mom said.  "I doubt you two will have many girls
saying they did things with you that they didn't.
Boys will brag about having sex with a girl even if he
never did."

Mrs. Harris laughed.  "You're right, Kim, I never
heard a boy say he had sex with another boy."

We all laughed at what Jen's mom said.  I leaned
against Jen and felt her arm go around my back.

"Thanks for being so understanding," Jen said to our
moms.  "I know we can handle anything as long as our
parents are behind us.  I don't think we're going to
flaunt our feelings, but we're not going to hide then
either."

"So, who should we invite to the party?" Mrs. Harris
said, abruptly changing the subject.  "It may be warm
enough to open the pool."

"I have some new friends at school, Mom, can I invite
them?" Jen asked.

"You can ask anyone you want to, Honey.  How about
you Cindy, is there anyone you'd like to invite?" Mrs.
Harris said.

I shrugged my shoulders.  "I have a few friends that
might like to come, Mrs. Harris," I said.  "Friends
I'd like to introduce Jen to."

"You girls can ask anyone you want to; anyone except
Brain-I never liked that boy," Mrs. Harris said.  "For
the life of me, I could never see what you saw in him,
Jenny."

"I don't either, Mom.  All he really wanted was sex,
I don't think he even liked me," Jen said.

Jen tightened her arm around my waist, smiled at me
and then sighed.  "I finally found someone that likes
me for who I am and I really love her for it."

"Why don't you two go make a list of the people you
want to invite to the party," Mrs. Harris said.  "You
can make invitations on the computer if you want to."

"Okay, Mom," Jen said.  "Can we use daddy's computer?"

"You'll have to go ask your father about his
computer, Jenny," Mrs. Harris said.

Jen and I went to the family room.  Our dads were
sitting on a couch watching a basketball game on
television.  When Jen's dad saw us standing in the
room, he looked up and smiled.

"Daddy, can Cindy and I use your computer to make
invitations for the party?" Jen asked her father.

"Sure you can, Honey."  Mr. Harris glanced at my dad
and then smiled.  "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, Daddy, everything is great!  We had a nice talk
with Mom and Mrs. Walker," Jen said.

My dad chuckled and then said, "I want you two to
know we're all behind you."

"Thanks, Dad, that means a lot to me," I said.

"It means a lot to me too," Jen said.

"Go and do what you need to do, girls.  It's a school
night and you can't be up too late," Mr. Harris said.

Jen and I left the room and started to walk down the
hallway towards her father's study.  As was moved away
from the family room, we heard our fathers laughing.

"You're right about that, Bob," Mr. Harris said.
"They won't be coming home pregnant."

Jen and I giggled as we scurried away and into the
study.  The moment we were in the room, we began
hugging and kissing one another.

"Can you believe it, Jen?  Our parents are cool with
the way we feel about each other," I said as I kissed
her neck and held her to my body.

"I know, I was so shocked when they told us, Sweetie.
I'm so glad they understand.  I love you so much and
was really worried about having to keep it a secret."

"Jen, I don't want to hide the way I feel about you.
I want everyone to know how much I love you."

"Me too, Cindy, me too!"

Jen sat in her dad's desk chair and turned on the
computer.  I jumped up on the desk and looked over her
shoulder as she waited for the computer to boot up.
The computer was on a small stand behind the desk so
Jen's back was to me.  Reaching out, I put both hands
on her shoulders and massaged them.

Leaning her head back, Jen looked at me and smiled.
"That feel good, Cindy.  I love it when you touch me,
not just sexually, but like you're doing right now."

I pulled her chair back, leaned over and kissed the
top of her head.  Jen spun the chair around, faced me
and looked up into my eyes.  "Cindy, I've never been
as happy as I am right now.  We are so lucky to have
each other and to have great parents."

Nodding, I said, "I couldn't agree more.  Now, who
are we going to invite to the party and what are we
going to say on the invitations?"

Jen giggled and replied, "How about, you and a guest
are invited to come and see how much Cindy and Jen
love each other."

I laughed.  "Or we could say, you're invited to watch
Jen and Cindy make love to one another."

"Why you little exhibitionist, you want people to
watch me eat your pretty pussy?"

Shrugging my shoulders, I giggled.  "I don't know,
maybe I want them to see me eating your pussy."

Jen laughed out loud.  "We could eat each other at
the same time.  That way they could watch both of us."

"I guess we should just keep our lovemaking to
ourselves," I said.

"Yeah, I don't really want to share you with anyone
else, Cindy."

We settled down and made a list of the kids we wanted
to invite to the party.  Even though the party was at
Jen's house and being given by her parents, Jen and I
treated it like it was our party.  Jen really didn't
know too many of the kids at our school, so she wrote
down the names I mentioned to her.

After we had a list, Jen turned around and brought up
a program on the computer that she could use to design
the invitations.  We worked on the invitations until
we were happy with what we had.  Jen printed one,
folded it and handed it to me to read.

Jen and I took the invitation to the family room and
handed it to Mrs. Harris.  Jen's mom read it and then
passed it to my mom.  After they approved, we went
back to the study to print out enough invitations to
give to the names on our guest list.

Mom and Mrs. Harris came into the study and asked Jen
and me how we were doing.  Jen told them we were
almost finished.

"Okay, but you need to hurry, we have to go soon,"
Mom said.

"Alright, Mom, I'll be ready in a few minutes," I
told her.

Our moms left and we finished printing and folding
the invitations.  We didn't have envelopes, but
decided we really didn't need them.  Before leaving
the study, Jen and I held one another and kissed
passionately.  Her hands moved to my bottom and pulled
my skirt up so she could rub my naked flesh.  I ground
my crotch against hers and moaned into her mouth.  As
her fingers kneaded my butt, I realized there were
better advantages to thongs other than the lack of
panty lines.

"I wish we could sleep together tonight," I whispered
in Jen's ear.  "It would be so nice to feel you next
to me."

"I know; I'd love it too.  Maybe your mom will let
you stay here on Friday night."

"Maybe, I'll ask her and let you know.  You can ask
your mom if it's okay with her."

Jen and I finally left the study and went to the
family room.  Mom and Dad were sitting next to each
other on a couch.

"We're finished, Mom," I said.

"Mom, can Cindy stay here Friday night?" Jen asked.

Mrs. Harris looked at Mom and then said, "I don't see
why not, as long as it's okay with Kim."

"That's fine," Mom said.  "We need to get going now,
Cindy.  You have school in the morning."

"Okay, I just have to go downstairs and get my
backpack.  I'll be right back," I said.

Jen and I went to the basement and grabbed our
backpacks.  Before heading back upstairs, Jen hugged
me.  "Are you going to wear a sexy skirt for me
tomorrow, Sweetie?'

I grinned and nodded.  "If you want me to."

Jen grabbed my butt and giggled.  "I do."

I laughed and we headed up the steps.  After saying
goodbye and thanking Jen's parents for dinner, my
parents and I left.

The ride home was quiet with neither of my parents
saying anything about the things that had transpired.
When we arrived at the house, we all went in the front
door and I went into the living room.  My parents went
to their room to change.

My brother was sitting in Dad's chair, listening to
classical music and reading a book.  He looked up at
me, smiled and said hello.

"Hi, Kirk," I said.  "What are you reading?"

Kirk showed me the book and replied, "The
Fountainhead, by Ayn Rand."

"Is it any good?"

"So far, I just started it tonight," Kirk said.
"What was the dinner all about, Cindy, Mom and Dad
were whispering about something before they left?"

I sat on the couch near my brother and fiddled with
my fingers.  "They wanted to talk to Jen and me.
Kirk, Jen and I are in love."

"That's cool," Kirk said.  "If any of the kids at
school give you any shit, let me know and I'll take
care of them for you."

I was dumbfounded by my brother's response to the
fact I was in love with Jen, but when he said he would
stand up for us, I was floored.  Unable to speak, I
sat and stared at him.

"What?  I know how to take care of my little sister
and myself.  Don't forget, I tutor a lot of the jocks.
If they say anything, I'll stop helping them.  If any
of the jerks say anything, I'll tell the jocks."

Kirk and I laughed.  I got up, went to the chair my
brother was sitting in and gave him a hug.  "Thanks,
you're the best brother a girl could ask for.  Jen's
parents are throwing a party on Saturday, I hope
you'll come."

"Sure, if you want me to.  How does Jen feel about
having a nerd come to the party?"

"Jen thinks you're hot, but you better keep your
hands off her, she's mine!"

Kirk laughed.  "Yeah right!  You know that girls
don't like me, Cindy; they don't even know I exist.
Besides, I'm not really interested in girls, not to go
out with or anything."

"Do you like boys?" I asked my brother.

"No, I don't really think about boys or girls.  Don't
get me wrong, I like to look at chicks, but that's
about all.  I'm not what you'd call a player or
anything like that."

I nodded, got up and started to leave.  Before
walking out of the room, I turned around and said,
"For what it's worth, I agree with Jen-I think you're
hot too."

Kirk laughed and shook his head.  I could feel my
cheeks warm and scurried out of the room and went to
my bedroom.  After changing into the shirt I wore to
sleep in, I got into bed and turned off my lamp.

I thought about what had happened that night and how
my parents and Jen's reacted to the fact Jen and I
were in love with each other.  I didn't know if they
were simply placating us, or if their understanding
was sincere.  At the moment, it really didn't matter
to me.

As I thought about my outfit for the next day, I
drifted to sleep.

****
When I woke up the next morning, I was on pins and
needles.  I spent an extra long time in the bathroom,
taking care fixing my hair and applying my makeup.
After I was finished and satisfied with the way I
looked, I left the bathroom and headed for my room.
The thought of meeting Jen at school had me so
preoccupied, I didn't realize I was only wearing my
red satin thong and matching bra.

Kirk was coming out of his room as I passed his door
and he stopped in his tracks.

"Good morning, Kirk, sorry I took so long in the
bathroom," I said as I floated past him and went to my
bedroom.

"Uh, yeah, good morning, Cin."  Kirk was babbling.

I didn't know what made my brother act the way he did
until I saw my reflection in my full-length mirror.
When I realized Kirk had seen me dressed the way I
was, I gasped, blushed and then giggled.

There I was, getting to go to school and maybe
letting my friends know I was in love with a girl and
I was upset because my brother saw me in my undies.  I
remembered how I would walk around in my bra and
panties in the past and it never bothered me at all.

Turning around and looking over my shoulder, I
giggled again.  "Kirk never saw my in anything like
this," I said out loud as I stared at my exposed bottom.

My thong was sheer and I could see the thin strip of
pubic hair through the front panel.  The back was a
thin strip of satin that ran between my butt cheeks,
attached to the waistband with a tiny triangle of
equally sheer material.  The matching bra had wires
that curled under my boobs, holding them in place.
The cups were made of lace, lined with a sheer fabric
that matched the thong.

Moving my hands to my breasts, I cradled them in my
palms and felt the soft pliant flesh.  My nipples
responded and formed bumps in my bra.  Rubbing the
small bumps, I felt my pussy tingle and wished Jen was
there to help me cum.

Mom yelled that breakfast was ready so I stopped
daydreaming and went to my closet.  I took a tight
knit black skirt off a hanger and pulled it up my legs
and over my hips.  After twisting the skirt into place
around my waist, I found the top I'd decided to wear.

I put on the red silk blouse and buttoned it, leaving
the top two buttons undone.  After tucking in the
tails of the shirt, I lifted my skirt and pulled the
blouse into place.  I smoothed my skirt down over my
legs and stood in front of the mirror.  I stared at
myself for a moment and decided I looked as good as I
was going to look.

In the kitchen, Mom stopped scrambling the eggs and
started at me when I walked in.  She started to grin,
chuckled and went back to stirring the eggs.

"You look beautiful this morning, Cindy.  Planning a
big day?" Mom said.

I giggled and then sat down.  "Maybe, I don't know,
Mom.  I'm kind of scared."

Mom took the pan off the stove, spooned eggs onto
three plates and put them on the table.  She sat down,
pushed a plate in front of me and began to eat.

"Cindy, you don't have anything to be afraid of.  I
hope you and Jennifer aren't planning on wearing sighs
or anything like that."

I laughed.  "No, Mom, we're not going to do anything
stupid."

Kirk came into the kitchen, sat down and looked at
me.  His cheeks turned pink and then he looked down at
his plate and began to eat.

"If you and Jennifer just act like yourselves, you'll
be fine, Cindy," Mom said.

"What's up?" Kirk asked.

"Remember what I told you last night, Kirk?" I said.

"Yeah, I remember," my brother replied.

"Well, today we're going to stop hiding our
relationship.  I'm just a little nervous about it," I
said.

"Why?  I mean why do you and Jen feel compelled to
tell anyone about how you guys feel about each other?
It's your business, not anyone else's.  You guys
should just be yourselves.  If some asks you about it,
don't lie, but you don't have to tell anyone," Kirk
said.

My brother was right.  Why was I worried about
anything at all?  Jen and I knew how we felt about
each other and that is what was important.  We didn't
have to tell anyone if we didn't want to.

When we finished eating, Mom drove Kirk and I to
school.  I spotted Jen right away and moved quickly to
close the gap between us as soon as Mom stopped the
car and I got out.  Kirk followed me, but not to close.

It wasn't until I was standing in front of Jen that I
realized she was wearing a skirt too.  I didn't
remember ever seeing her in anything other than slacks
or jeans.  Our eyes met and we locked our gaze for
several moments, neither of us able to speak.

"You look so sexy, Jen," I managed to say.  "Did you
dress like that for me?"

Jen smiled and nodded.

"Thanks, Darling, I love it."

Jen and I continued to stare at each other.  We
inched closer and then we hugged.  My heart began
pounding in my chest and I melted in her arms.  I
shucked my backpack, letting it fall to the ground so
I could feel her hands on my back.  When Jen's lips
met mine, I felt like I was going to faint.

"Well, so much for being discreet," I heard my
brother say.

I loosened my grip on Jen, looked behind me and saw
Kirk standing a couple feet away.  Jen started to
giggle and then so did I.

"I guess not, Kirk.  Do you remember Jen--my
girlfriend?"

"Yes, hi, Jen," Kirk offered.  "Nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you too, Kirk."  Jen giggled.  "I guess
you know about us."

"Yeah, Jen told me last night.  I think it's great
that you two can be real about all of this.  Jen, I
told Cindy and I'll tell you, if anyone gives you any
shit, let me know and I'll take care of it," Kirk said.

Jen gave me a strange look.

"My big brother tutors some of the jocks.  He said if
anyone fucked with us, he would tell the jocks," I said.

"What if it's one of the jocks?" Jen asked.

"Then I'll stop helping them and they won't have the
grades to play their sport," Kirk said.  "I don't
tutor them all, but I do help enough of them to have
an effect on the teams."

Jen laughed.  "Who would have ever thought that a...
Oops, sorry Kirk."

My brother laughed and said, "It's okay, I know I'm a
nerd, but I'm a nerd with friends."

The three of us laughed and then I picked up my
backpack.  We walked toward the building and I took
Jen's hand in mine.  She curled her fingers around
mine and we squeezed enough to let one another know we
were okay with what we were doing.

Jen and I walked down the hall, separating only to go
to our own lockers.  While we were hand in hand, I
kept glancing around to see if I could detect any
reactions from the other kids in the halls.  When I
realized that no one really paid any attention to us,
I felt a little disappointed.

During the morning, I would make it a point to find
Jen between classes.  When we went to the cafeteria
for lunch, we sat next to each other at a table.
While we ate our sandwiches, Kirk came over carrying a
tray.

"Mind if I join you guys?" Kirk asked.

Jen looked up at my brother, smiled and shook her
head.  "Have a seat, Kirk."

My brother sat across from me and removed his lunch
from the tray.  He started to eat a piece of pizza and
munched on chips.  Kathy came over, sat next to Kirk
and said, "hi," to all of us.

Before we could respond to Kathy, Martin and my
friend Suzie joined us.  Martin sat next to Kirk and
Suzie sat next to me.  After everyone said hello to
one another and I introduced Martin and Suzie to Kirk,
the table fell silent.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable.  It seemed like
everyone in the cafeteria was staring at Jen and me.
I glanced at Kathy and then felt Jen's leg press
against mine.  Her touch was electric, not sexually,
but reassuring.  I let out a sigh, pressed my leg
against Jen's and forced a smile.

Kirk looked at me and asked, "Is everything okay, Cin?"

"Yeah," I said, increasing the pressure on Jen's leg
with mine.  "Everything is just fine, Kirk."

"So, Kathy, did you find any hot guys at the mall
yesterday?" Jen said.

"No, there was just a bunch of losers hanging around
the food court.  I think I'm going to give up on it,"
Kathy replied.

"How is your boyfriend?" Jen asked.

"He's okay I guess.  I'm beginning to lose interest
in him."  Kathy smiled and took a drink of her milk.

"What's the matter with him?  Wait-let me guess, all
he wants to do is fool around," Jen said.

Kathy nodded and giggled.

"That is really more information than I want to
hear," Martin said.

"Me too," Kirk said.  "Why don't we change the
subject?  We could always talk about Ayn Rand."

"Who?" Suzie asked.  "Does he go to school here?"

Martin and Kirk started to laugh and then looked at
one another.  "Are you familiar with Rand?" Kirk said
to Martin.

"Are you kidding?  She is one of my favorite
authors," Martin said with excitement in his voice.
"Have you read 'Atlas Shrugged' yet?"

"No, not yet, but I am reading 'The Fountainhead' and
it's getting very interesting," my brother said.

"I can't believe you like Rand, Kirk.  I thought I
was the only kid in this school that liked that kind
of thing.  Are you into philosophy?" Martin said.

"Yeah, but just recently," Kirk said.

Martin shifted in his seat, glanced and Jen and me
and then at Kirk.  "Um, would you like to get together
and talk about it sometime, Kirk?"

"Sure, I'd love to.  I tutor some of the jocks and I
get really tired hearing about the things they talk
about.  If I hear about the winning touchdown from
last years' playoff game one more time, I think I'll
shoot myself," Kirk replied.

Kirk and Martin started to talk about some of the
other books they had read.  Jen reached into her
backpack, pulled out a stack of the invitations we
made the night before and handed one to Suzie and
another to Kathy.

"Hey," Jen said to Martin.  "I have something for
you."  Jen handed him an invitation.  "Here, Kirk, I
have one for you too."

Our friends opened the invitations and read them.
All for of them said they would come.  Kathy asked if
she could bring a date and Jen nodded.

When the bell rang, we all got up and headed toward
our next class.  I saw my brother and Martin walking
next to each other, still talking.

The rest of the day went by quickly.  After physical
education, Jen and I removed our shorts and tee shirts
so we could shower.  We dawdled around, waiting for
most of the other girls to finish in the shower room
before we went in.

There were only two other girls in the showers when
we walked in.  One of them was Kathy and the other was
Beth.  Beth left as Jen and I picked two showerheads
right next to each other.  Jen and I couldn't seem to
keep our eyes off of one another.  Jen would glance at
my crotch, wink and I would giggle.

Kathy came over, stood near us and said, "What's up
with you two?  You guys have been acting strange
lately."

I looked at Jen and shrugged my shoulders.  Jen
giggled and looked back at Kathy.

"Nothing's up, Kathy-Cindy and I just like each
other."  Jen turned to Kathy and smiled.  "We like
each other a lot."

Kathy stood and stared at us for a moment.  Jen and I
ginned as Kathy tried to decide what Jen had meant.  I
leaned closer to Jen, kissed her quickly and then
looked at my shocked friend.

"Yeah, we like each other a whole bunch," I said.

"Oh my God, are you two-you know?" Kathy stuttered.

Jen moved next to me, put her arm around my waist and
pulled me to her side.  When our hips met, I felt like
I was going to melt.  Kathy stood in front of us, as
naked as we were and gasped.

Shaking her head, Kathy started to speak.  "When-why-
oh my God!"

Jen started to giggle, released me and finished
rinsing off.  The three of us went back to the locker
room and started to dry off.  Kathy's locker was in
the next row, but she stayed near us and waited for
Jen or me to answer her.

Seeming frustrated, Kathy put her hand on my arm and
said, "Cindy, I've know you since we were in the fifth
grade.  When did you decide you were a lesbian?"

I just smiled at Kathy.  Jen began dressing, not
saying a word.  I grinned at Kathy and said, "Get
dressed, we can talk outside after school."

Kathy nodded and went around to her locker.  I began
to dress and Jen watched me as I fastened my bra
around my chest.

"I love you, Cindy.  You kind of surprised me though.
I wasn't sure you would really tell your friends about
us," Jen whispered.

Instead of saying anything, I took Jen in my arms,
hugged her and then gave her an open mouthed kiss.  I
flicked my tongue into her mouth and when she followed
my tongue back into my mouth, I sucked on hers.  We
held the kiss for a moment and then separated.

"I love you too, Sweetie.  I wasn't sure I could do
it, but I love you so much I just couldn't keep it a
secret."

Tears filled Jen's eyes.  "Aren't you afraid she blab
it all over school?"

Putting my hands on Jen's cheeks, I wiped her tears
away with my thumbs.  "No, I'm not afraid of her
talking about us-I'm counting on it!"

Jen sprang into my arms and we hugged again.  I
wanted to kiss her all over, but knew we would get
into trouble if we were caught.  "Let me get dressed,
Jen."

After tightening her arms around me for a moment, she
released me.  "I want you so much, Cindy.  Thanks."

I nodded and hurried to finish dressing.  My heart
pounded and I felt flush, knowing my lover and best
friend was watching my every move.  Once we were
dressed and our hair was brushed, we left the locker
room.

When Jen and I went outside, we saw Kathy waiting
with Suzie.  Jen nudged me and we both giggled.

"Looks like the rumor mill is getting wound up," Jen
said.

"Yup, it sure does."  I reached for Jen's hand and
took it in mine.

Jen and I walked over to where Kathy and Suzie were
waiting for us.

"Okay, Cindy, let's have it," Kathy said.

Jen laughed, squeezed my hand and then said, "You
can't have it, Kathy-it's all mine."

Kathy raised her eyebrows and Suzie laughed.

"Well, are you going to tell us or not," Kathy said
impatiently.

I glanced at Jen, winked and replied, "Okay, but you
have to promise not to tell anyone."

**** To be continued. ****

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